Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song 18 Dollars, artist - Flora Cash.
Date of issue: 29.03.2018
Song language: English
18 Dollars |
I can still remember just the way you tasted |
Pack of cigarettes in a basement |
A pack of gum… a pack of lies |
I can still remember just how much I faked it |
Box of chocolates and a bracelet |
A crappy card… a broken heart |
Hell of a thing that you put me through |
Smell in this room brings my mind to you |
And i don’t mind it |
All — that i felt for you back then is gone |
Nah, i won’t even beef — i’m just gonna leave |
All — that you told me was true, well it’s wrong |
Now, i just don’t care… what you declare |
I can still get high just thinking about us wasted |
18 dollars for a case kid |
It’s all we had… it’s all we knew |
I can still see how you looked when you were grieving |
A pair of silhouettes that we’re leaving |
A pair of shoes… the shitty news |
Hell of a thing that you put me through |
Smell in this room brings my mind to you |
And i don’t mind it |
All — that i felt for you back then is gone |
Nah, i won’t even beef — i’m just gonna leave |
All — that you told me was true, well it’s wrong |
Now, i just don’t care… what you declare |
I’m alone and i like it… yeah |
All alone and i like it… yeah |
I’m alone and i like it… yeah |
All alone and i like it… yeah |
All — that i felt for you back then is gone |
Nah, i won’t even beef — i’m just gonna leave |
All — that you told me was true, well it’s wrong |
Now, i just don’t care… what you declare |